"Brother, have you ever had a strange dream?" said Zhang Qiuxian nervously during the meal.

Alston is an unsociable person, coupled with the sensitivity of being a soul eater, Zhang Qiuxian's cup soul made him very uncomfortable, so he deliberately left the table to eat on the mahjong table next door, although he likes Chinese food, but the way he uses chopsticks really gives him a headache for a while, plus the embarrassing table like the mahjong table, Alston is in a very bad mood. Perhaps sensing Alston's bad mood, Yaya also sat down at the dining table with him to eat, and the two of them occasionally talked to each other, but their voices were very soft.

"Hey, Yanhe," Wu Yuxiang touched Yanhe's shoulder: "Your girlfriend seems to be very close to that foreigner." ”

"Ahh ”

Once a person tells a lie, he has to use countless lies to round the field, and Yanhe was originally a very well-behaved child, so he didn't have to lie because he rarely socialized, but because of a lie by Yaya, he was forced to keep making up nonsense to keep the lie from being exposed, and this feeling was terrible, it could be said to be terrible.

"Fa Xiao doesn't want to accompany him to dinner. Wu Yuxiang was very dissatisfied with his brother's "fake object".

"Haha......" Yanhe was a little embarrassed, but he only heard Zhang Qiuxian still talking about his dream, probably having the same dream for half a month, which had been bothering him.

"I always dream that I am walking in a deep pit, and I can't climb out, and it is full of skeletons, and there are a few broken bones and stumbling after a few steps, and then there is a skull in front of me that is rolling and rolling, and it is rolling in front of me, and it rolls wherever I go, and the ghost does not go away. Zhang Qiuxian recalled: "But the skull didn't do anything to me, it just existed quietly, and it didn't leave, it was weird." ”

The same words also reached the ears of Yaya and Alston, Yang Qingshu said that what you said is so scary, the ordinary girls present may be a little worried in their hearts, but the three soul eaters heard the mystery, this is a typical example of being haunted by dreams and producing a cup of souls, but everything has a reason, Zhang Qiuxian will not start this dream for no reason, it must be because he went somewhere and heard something, and his heart will be guilty, which will lead to nightmares and finally the birth of a cup soul.

"Did you go to some unclean place?" asked Yan Hefa.

This is not a traditional superstitious view, if more than a year ago, he probably thought that it was some kind of ghost, but after knowing the existence of the cup soul, he knew very well that all the ghosts in the world were evil thoughts, so he now wanted to find out where Zhang Qiuxian went to be entangled by the cup soul, and the so-called nightmare probably lasted so long because of the influence of the cup. But whether it was the evil thoughts of others that influenced Zhang Qiuxian or Zhang Qiuxian's own evil thoughts that created the cup soul is not known.

"Brother, don't say that, okay? I'm so scared. Zhang Qiuxian shuddered: "I haven't been anywhere, I ran into an old lady burning paper when I was running before." ”

"You must have bothered others to send money, and the ghost came looking for you. Yang Qingshu drank Coke, to be honest, no matter how arrogant her personality is, she is still a little afraid of this kind of super-scientific thing, but this is in front of Yanhe, and in front of Yanhe and that girlfriend, she doesn't want to admit defeat. Looking at Ye Ya, Ye Ya looked at Zhang Qiuxian with interest, as if he was not affected by this kind of ghost story at all, which made Yang Qingshu even more unable to swallow this breath, and pretended to calm down.

Yang Qingshu is already funny to compete with the Night Arrow in this kind of matter, in front of the Soul Eater, all the supernatural can be explained by the Cup, and they are the ones who fight with the Cup, and no matter how strong the Night Arrow is, even the weakest Soul Eater, not being afraid of ghosts is also a compulsory course for them. Listening to Zhang Qiuxian's story, Yeya already had points in his heart, but there was still one thing to be sure.

"Have you had nightmares since that night?

Yaya's question is very straightforward, and the scene is very awkward at one point. Wu Yuxiang pushed Yanhe and said that your girlfriend is a little bad at being a person, so Yanhe can only smile awkwardly. Nightya's problem was something that the three of them were all concerned about, and Alston even made up for it, "You can't kick someone else's brazier, right?" Maybe because of his career as a Soul Eater, Alston also has a little understanding of the traditional superstitions of various countries.

As a result, he didn't expect Alston to break at one point, Zhang Qiuxian's expression instantly became indescribable, he trembled a little, and his round cheeks began to turn pale, Alston looked at Zhang Qiuxian, Zhang Qiuxian looked at Yeya, and suddenly hugged his head.

"I didn't notice, oh my God, how do you know?"

Yaya was completely aware of this matter, so he only took a bite of food and pursed his lips and smiled, "We're a seminary, how can we not figure out these things?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present reacted, because these three people behaved very naturally from the moment they appeared in front of everyone, so naturally that everyone forgot that the school that Yanhe chose was a seminary that made Yang Qingshu crazy, and his classmates were naturally all gods. Isn't the seminary a professional counterpart to ghosts? Wu Yuxiang was a little impressed by Yaya, it turned out that it wasn't that people didn't know how to be people, but they saw the clues from the beginning.

"God save me!" Zhang Qiuxian stood up abruptly and made a gesture: "I dream that I am kicking a skull every night, I am really going crazy." ”

Yaya looked at Alston, looking at Yanhe, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, both knowing the matter in their hearts. Zhang Qiuxian bumped into someone else's brazier when he was running at night, perhaps because he was timid by nature, he wrote down this incident, but he didn't pay attention to the soles of his feet, and kicked over someone else's brazier, which kept rolling in front of him, looking like someone's head was rolling. From then on, the seeds of fear were planted in his heart, and fear gave birth to the cup soul, and the cup soul affected the spirit, causing him to keep having the same dream, dreaming that he was kicking someone else's head.

"Yanhe, what should I do?" Yaya asked, after all, this is Yanhe's classmate, so it's up to him to decide what to do.

Zhang Qiuxian didn't know about the existence of the cup soul, in order to protect this era dominated by science, the existence of the cup soul was generally not told to ordinary people, so even if he wanted to remove the soul for Zhang Qiuxian, he had to protect this secret. It's just that how to explain the next soul removal depends on the explanation of words.

"I'm done eating, so I'll leave it to you. Yan He said, among the three of them, only Ye Ya can quietly remove the soul, and the remaining two have to take out the knife, Zhang Qiuxian will be afraid of even kicking over other people's braziers, and taking out the knife will probably scare him out, right?

"Damn, God, what are you studying in your seminary?" Wu Yuxiang asked with some excitement, their ordinary college students' daily life is entertainment time in addition to class homework, and they really can't imagine what seminary students do: "Do you memorize the Bible all day long?" or Buddhist scriptures?"

Yan He had a headache, he had never read the Bible, let alone the Buddhist scriptures, God knows what the students of their seminary were studying, he didn't even take a few theoretical classes, he was dragged by Nidgev to train all day to strengthen the texture, do you want to tell them that they are fighting and killing all day long? Isn't that crazy?

"Every day is a theoretical class, a practical class, and an occasional trip to a psychiatric hospital. Alston said at the mahjong table.

He is not lying, normally speaking, the students of St. Hildo do have a combination of theory and practice every day, and it is true to go to a psychiatric hospital, after all, it is easy for mental patients to give birth to a cup of soul because of crankiness, so the mental hospital is also the hardest hit area of the soul, and it is often necessary to remove the soul before the soul eater.

"That's cool, isn't it?"

Everyone began to get excited, completely forgetting their dissatisfaction with Alston and Yaya's misfits, and only immersed themselves in their own imagination, super cool seminarians, dancing in a mental hospital, according to the movie, maybe holding a Bible and reading it to the mentally ill, and then getting rid of the devil or something.

"But are there really ghosts in this world?" asked Xi Duoduo suddenly in a low voice.

"Yes. The door of the private room suddenly opened, and an old man walked in, looking like he was in his seventies, with a wrinkled face, but no beard, full of gray hair, but his body was still quite strong, and he didn't need crutches to walk.

The three people present began to be alert, as soon as the old man came in, the soul on Zhang Qiuxian's body immediately retracted into Zhang Qiuxian's body, and he didn't dare to come out again, Alston frowned, he had seen this old man, in the annual gathering of the four major families, this old man was always the guest of honor, Zishuwu, became a venerable at the age of thirty-five, and at the age of forty, he led the most powerful Zishu family among the four major families, full of genius, full of power. How did he come here?

"Who are you, old man?" asked Zhang Qiuxian.

"Seminary teacher. Zishuwu smiled, but there was only one person watching, Yaya.

Attentive people can observe that Zishuwu and Yaya have many things in common, temperament, and appearance, which makes people suspect that they are a family. And this suspicion was also born in Yaya, from the moment Zishu Wu entered the door, she felt a suction, a feeling that the same kind attracted. She was almost 100% sure that the old man was a chanter, but the feeling of like-like attraction had not been so strong when she had seen the chanters before, as if they had come from the source.

"Yaya, can you go out with me?" Zishuwu looked at Yaya, as if he was really her teacher, and beckoned: "Yanhe, Hildo also come out." ”